As his gaze is moving over the shuttle, it shifted right over Luke but not for very long. It's clear that he's recognized his uncle when his eyes shoot straight back and now he really did feel weird. Felt off. He should definitely be able to sense his uncle but he couldn't. His discomfort is recognizable by the slight frown that formed over his features.

Now that he's looking closely he can see a few differences. Uncle Luke looked older, maybe not by a whole lot but older than Anakin remembered. He isn't quite sure what to make of that. But if anyone has answers, it would be his uncle.

The urge to get up from his seat and move over towards his uncle is strong but he resisted it and waited until the shuttle docked at the exit. Once there he has the advantage of size to slip between the adults quickly and is one of the first off. He doesn't go far, instead halting near the airlock where all of the other passengers are disembarking and attempted to wait patiently for his uncle to emerge. It took quite a bit of silently reminding himself that Uncle Luke will come out in just a minute and that he had to keep from bouncing on the balls of his feet as he waited.

When he did spot Luke he rushed over and threw his arms around the man. "Uncle Luke!" There's relief in his voice but also a touch of worry.